I must apologize for the unfinished posts that went up this week. It’s been pretty busy for me and I let my duties with this blog slide much more than I should have. I’ll be more careful in the future and I’ll be sure to make it up to you.

This week’s video is a look into how the human body decomposes! PLEASE do not watch this if you are especially squeamish or while you are eating. I won’t be held liable if you vomit on your computer. Forensics

I’m really starting to wonder if Scott Cawthon ever sleeps. I just talked about this game last week and here we are at it again. The original game was released in July, the second came in November, and now we have a trailer for the third! Seriously, this guy must program like a machine.

Thankfully, this new trailer does have some intriguing hints at what is to come. I especially find the text the most pertinent part.

He will come backHe always doesWe have a place for him

I believe that these are the words of the animations themselves as an image of Bonnie, Freddy, and Chica are followed by the final line; not to mention that ‘we’ likely refers to the trio. They expect the child murder mentioned in the previous games to return to them, possibly to commit similar crimes. However, they are now prepared to take their revenge when he comes. Just what that would be or how that would apply to the new game protagonist still remains unclear. The next protagonist could be the murderer himself, but it’s also just as possible a new character could be introduced.

There are also several visual details to take note. This time the condition of the diner is decrepit, with peeling paint and what looks to be old wires hanging from the ceiling. It’s for this reason that I think the next game will be set much later than the previous games. The location looks a lot like the one from FNAF 1, but it could also take place in the original Fazbear Diner.

For this reason I wonder about the next game’s protagonist. Perhaps they will be a security guard of a different sort. Instead of the nighttime security of a seemingly friendly family restaurant, he or she will be looking after what’s essentially an abandoned building. Perhaps to protect it from squatters or find out what could be behind any possible disturbances.

Alongside the classic animatronics is a whole new beast that gives an updated meaning to the term nightmare fuel. This animatronic rabbit is in some ways similar to Bonnie, but has a sickly yellow color and is horribly beat up and scarred. I could be wrong, this could be an aged version of a Golden Bonnie, but my instincts tell me otherwise.

I’ve also heard of speculation that the place is now a horror attraction inspired by the restaurant’s history. I’m not sure if there’s any concrete evidence behind that theory though.

Only time will tell for sure. Considering Cawthon it won’t take too long!

So here’s part two of the Jeff the Killer Reboot. I know it’s a long time coming, but I plan to keep this tale updated through October, so you can expect to see more. You can read part one here. Don’t be afraid to tell me what you think!

“Hi, I’m Barbara!” she said, smiling cheerfully. Her white blouse ruffled in the early autumn breeze, along with her short, curly hair; a quaint, yet unremarkable appearance. As Jeff observed, he couldn’t help but think that this woman would be forgotten in seconds if, for some reason, she inexplicably disappeared.

“Just thought I’d stop by to introduce ourselves. This is my son-” She gave the boy a slight nudge, “Billy, say hi to our new neighbors.”

“Hi,” was all he bothered to say before weaseling out of his mother’s grip and running back across the street to play in his own yard.

“Oh! Well it’s wonderful to meet you,” Jeff’s mother replied with a warm smile. It seemed to Jeff she was putting on her charms already. Jeff picked up the last boxes and took them to the front porch before his mother’s pleasantries would make him want to vomit.

“So what do you think?” Liu asked as Jeff walked up the steps.

As Jeff set the boxes down, he turned and looked at his mother and the neighbor as they chattered like birds. “I think she’ll be the most popular woman in the neighborhood by the end of the week,” he said with a slight hint of sarcasm.

Liu snickered. “Always the optimist, huh?”

Liu’s grin didn’t last for long though, as they both overheard what the new neighbor had to say. “You know next weekend Billy’s going to be having a birthday party. Would you and your boys like to come?”

“Of course they would love to!” their mother exclaimed. “I bet they would love to meet all of Billy’s friends!”

The boys looked on bewildered. How could their mom be getting them into this nonsense? Still, neither had time to voice their objections.

Before long she had discussed the arrangements and said her goodbyes to the other woman. As she made her way back to the house Jeff and Liu were ready to give her a piece of their minds.

“Mom, what the hell?” Liu asked annoyed as they entered their new home. “Why’d you invite us to some little kid’s party?”

“Both of you stop complaining – and don’t use that word Liu!” their mother replied. Liu sighed and rolled his eyes.

Jeff’s mother stared he sons down as she made her point. “Boys, we just moved here; it’s important that we make a good first impression as soon as possible. More of our neighbors and other people in the community are likely going to be at that party. It’s vital that we all be there to show that we’re a good family. I’m not going to end up some kind of social pariah, and neither are the rest of you. We’re going to that party and that’s final.”

Neither son made an effort to reply. Living their entire lives with her, they knew when it was futile to argue when she was this determined. Liu turned went inside, slamming the door behind him. Jeff kept his head down and slowly followed.

“You’re going to be living here for a while guys,” she called after them. “You need to start fitting in!”

* * *

Jeff plopped himself on his bed and stared at the ceiling for the longest time. Oftentimes, all he needed was a little peace and quiet to quiet his angry moods like the one he had right now, but this time the feelings lingered longer than he liked. When things were like this he could get himself into real trouble – the kind of trouble that his mother didn’t like discussing with others.

When he was a kid his moods were harder for him to control. Jeff’s dad once found several dead songbirds hidden in his sock drawer. That’s when he had to go see Dr. Radcliffe for a while. He didn’t want to repeat that experience anytime soon.

Luckily the mood soon abated and Jeff rose to finish unpacking his things. The work helped as well, and he became so engrossed in his task that he almost didn’t hear his mother call him for dinner.

Okay, so at the request of my sister and some other internet-dwellers I’d thought I’d try and write another version of Jeff the Killer’s tale. This is not to steal the thunder from the original writer or story; they made the original concept and should be given kudos in the regard. Mostly it was an interesting exercise for me and I really wanted to explore more of Jeff’s character and his relationship with his brother. I find family to be a major theme in my writing, so it was just a natural fit.

I’d would also like to hear everyone’s opinion on this one. How does it compare to the original? Do you think it’s too different or doesn’t capture the right kind of message? Never forget – I love to hear comments and critiques of my work so I can improve! In any case, enjoy and remember to stick around for part two.

Despite law enforcement’s continued efforts to solve the unexplained murders terrorizing Northern California, the perpetrator’s identity still remains a mystery. Various reports of the killer and his rumored abilities have police unable to determine his next move.

Last Thursday’s incident, the latest murder attempt, has left one young boy very lucky to be alive. Although his family asks not to reveal his name, he has bravely chosen to tell his harrowing story with us in an exclusive interview.

According to the young survivor, the killer broke into his room through an unlocked window as he slept. The boy awoke to close it, with the killer revealing himself only when the boy was drifting back to sleep.

“His face was all wrong,” said the boy. “It was awful and ugly. His skin was white and looked kinda rubbery or something, and his eyes were sunken in and colorless. The worst was his mouth; it was in this huge smile that stretched from ear to ear; much wider than any normal person could. It was like a monster out of a nightmare.”

The survivor also describes the killer as tall – approximately six feet with a slim build. At the time of the attack, he was armed with a knife and dressed in an old white hoodie and dark pants. This is consistent with the wounds of previous victims, but the survivor has more to add about the killer’s modus operandi.

“He said ‘go to sleep’,” the survivor said, “That’s when I screamed and he tried to attack me.”

The young man fought and managed to keep his attacker at bay until his father rushed in to help. Neighbors overheard the struggle and called police. It is believed that the sound of oncoming sirens scared the killer off and saved the two.

Both the boy and the father received significant knife wounds that needed medical attention. The father has already been released from the hospital, but the young boy appears to have deeper psychological issues that keep him in North Harrison Hospital.

“I’ll never forget it,” he said. “That terrible face coming out of the darkness and talking to me – that picture never leaves my head. I don’t think I’ll ever sleep again.”

Police continue their investigation of this serial killer. They ask anyone who may know of this person or his whereabouts to contact their local authorities. They also advise citizens that this killer is armed and dangerous and should not be approached under any circumstances.

With his father’s latest promotion, Jeff found his life changing dramatically. His mother had insisted on moving them all to one of those ritzy communities where house were barely distinguishable from each other and the homeowner’s association dictated how high the grass could be. Not exactly his first choice of residence, but both Jeff and his older brother Liu couldn’t complain too much. Their new home was bigger, nicer, and even had a small pool in the back. How could they ask for more?

The act of moving was a different story. Their parents orchestrated everyone’s movements, leaving Jeff and Liu to lug their things into the house as the hired movers took care of the larger furniture. The warm September day had many other people outside, and it wasn’t long before their activity drew the locals. As the movers left and Jeff’s family began bringing in the last of their belongings, a woman from across the street approached his mother, a little boy no older than seven towed behind her.

So it seems that another indie game on Steam is going viral, and deservedly so! It takes our fears of creepy dolls and robots takes it to a new level. Made by Scott Games, this title feels like Slender: The Eight Pages on serious steroids.

Unfortunately I haven’t played this title yet, but I plan to do so soon! I’ve only seen gameplay through YouTube. Right now I’m recovering from surgery and I don’t want to put myself under any more stress than necessary. Scaring myself while on heavy painkillers probably isn’t a great idea. Perhaps I’ll write about my experiences with the game in the near future.

So here’s the gist: You are Mike Schmidt, the new night watchman at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza: a Chuck-e-Cheese style restaurant with cutesy animatronic entertainers – Freddy and his friends. You’re supposed to just sit in your office and keep an eye on the security cameras. The previous watchman leaves advice on how to get through the night and assures you everything will be alright. If only it was.

Something is terribly wrong with Freddy and the other robots. They wander the halls all night; always moving when you’re focused on another camera. Slowly making their way towards your little office. The Phone Guy explains if they find you, they’ll mistake you for a robotic exoskeleton, and stuff you into a spare bear suit full of animatronic gear, which would crush you to death.

In order to survive the night you must remain watchful of these robots, shutting the doors to the office when they get too close. Why not just shut the doors indefinitely, you ask? Well, the office doors, cameras, and lights all run on a limited amount of power. Apparently management is incredibly cheap these days, so if you use up the allotted amount everything shuts down and you’re left a sitting duck.

But there’s more to this story than a bunch of confused, murderous robots. The restaurant has a terrible past as well. Keen and persistent players will find old news clippings about a series of murdered children whose bodies were never found, reprimands for the ‘unsanitary’ conditions of the robotic characters, and the restaurant’s reputation fatally wounded. There’s really more of a supernatural issue here than one may realize.

While the established lore is a great story by itself, I’m still left wondering about Schmidt’s character. What kind of person would spend -not one, not two- but five nights risking their life, under threat of a horrible death by robotic children’s characters, all for $120? Is he that desperate for cash? Is he completely insane? Or perhaps there’s some other kind of explanation? If there’s going to be a sequel, I hope they expand on the protagonist’s motives.

Five Nights at Freddy’s is available on Steam for a reasonable price. I know I’ll be checking it out soon! How about you?